The Demon Road of the Republic of China

The wind seems to be quiet.

Gu Jinghan was stunned for a moment, threw the gadgets he bought aside, walked quickly to Rong Fei, stared at Rong Fei's dark peach eyes, and grabbed his hand, "I can't see you!" Yet?"

His tone was mixed with a trace of extremely complicated relief and pain, like sand mixed with snow, rolling down his throat, grinding out dripping blood.

But Rong Fei didn't hear it.

Rong Fei judged Gu Jinghan's position according to the direction of the sound, and held Gu Jinghan's hand instead: "I can't see... I can see things a little blurry these two days, but the doctor didn't see anything. .What should I do this time, I am blind, are you still willing to consummate the marriage with me?"

He frowned in distress, it seemed that what bothered him the most about blindness was that Gu Jinghan might not be able to sleep well.

"Save the blindfold." Gu Jinghan was silent for a moment, and said.

Rong Fei raised his eyebrows, surprised: "You still want to play with this? That's not good. If you can't see your emotional gaffe, this consummation will lose a lot of fun."

Before he finished speaking, an arm stretched out, Rong Fei leaned up, and Gu Jinghan half hugged and half led him forward.

He was usually boneless and surprisingly lazy, but this time he was no stranger, but his eyes were pitch black with no light at all, so he still felt a little uneasy.But this anxiety was easy for Rong Fei to suppress.

Entering the room, Gu Jinghan pushed Rong Fei onto the bed, squatted down and took off Rong Fei's shoes and socks.

A lot of things were knocked down in the room, it was obvious that Rong Fei was startled when he got up.However, seeing that his shoes and socks were neatly dressed, it seemed that he quickly regained his composure about the situation.

"Sleep, I'll go to the doctor."

Tucking Rong Fei under the quilt, Gu Jinghan moved back the charcoal basin and stove that he had moved away before leaving in the morning. In a blink of an eye, seeing Rong Fei's expressionless eyes looking in his direction, he walked over and kissed The corner of Rong Fei's eye.

"Doesn't the doctor not see anything? How can it be useful..."

Everyone came up, Rong Fei didn't miss this opportunity, hooked Gu Jinghan's neck, and kissed him hard enough.

Panting and leaving, Rong Fei touched Gu Jinghan's face lightly with his hand, "Don't go out... I'll be worried when you leave, I always feel like I'm going to become a next-door husband. Come on, let me touch, Is your heart still with this young master..."

Pulling off Gu Jinghan's collar, Rong Fei acted like a hooligan, fumbling inside with his hands.

There was a chill in my heart.

Rong Fei's hands were frozen outside for a long time, like icy jade, as soon as he went in and touched Gu Jinghan's warm skin, he retracted regretfully.

But he was held down by Gu Jinghan.

Gu Jinghan hugged Rong Fei's other hand, warmed the fingertips one by one with his lips, lowered his eyes and said softly: "The doctor here doesn't like it, so go back to Haicheng to have a look. It will be fine."

Rong Fei didn't care too much, she smiled when she heard this, pressed her fingers against Gu Jinghan's lips, raised her head and kissed it.

In the end, Gu Jinghan still found a doctor, not the one who showed Rong Fei's knee before, but from another town a little further away.

The old doctor sounded his pulse for a while, then looked into Rong Fei's eyes, then smiled and said: "It's nothing, it's because the inner fire is strong, which makes the eyes uncomfortable, drink two pastes, and it will be fine in two days, Falcon Catching rabbits won't make you lose your head!"

After hearing this, Rong Fei stared straight at his eyes for a while, and said to Gu Jinghan, "Then I'm holding back, right?"

Hearing this, Gu Jinghan's serious mood suddenly relaxed, almost being amused by Rong Fei.

He touched Rong Fei's ear, turned his head to look at the old doctor, and led people out, "Please prescribe the medicine, this way." He said to Rong Fei, "Wait for me to come back."

After Rong Fei nodded, Gu Jinghan took the old doctor to the study next door.

The wooden door completely cuts off the howling cold wind outside the house.

The old doctor took two steps in, put away his smile, sighed and looked at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table, and couldn't help but said: "I've already said what you said, is it okay? I didn't see his illness. What's going on, you really want me to prescribe medicine? Since there is no cure, why don't you just want to prescribe some..."

"He is only temporarily blind," Gu Jinghan interrupted him, his expression was as cold as nine winters, his voice was slightly hoarse, "It will be better in seven days."

The old doctor was startled, and was about to ask more questions, but Gu Jinghan said again: "Prescribe a medicine for recuperating the body...it's good for the kidneys."

"Good for the kidneys?" The old doctor was at a loss, "The young man is only in his early twenties, his kidneys are so good, what else can he do? How can he get out of bed after a few days of sexual indulgence?"

Originally, these words were exaggerated and sarcastic by the old doctor, but he didn't expect to hear the cold and hopeless person on the opposite side calmly reply: "Well, it's going to be like this."

The old doctor was in a daze for a moment, dumbfounded.

Reminiscent of the conversation and actions between this man and that blind young man just now, the old doctor has read everything in the world, and he can understand what is going on with a turn of his head.

He opened his mouth with some difficulty, looked at Gu Jinghan, lingered on the words for a while, and then sighed: "Longyang is better than the world. But the current world is in such a mess, as long as it doesn't go too far , it’s okay...just don’t blame the old man for talking too much, the difference in age between you is too big, your hair is all white, but he is still young and strong..."

What kind of feeling is this feeling that things and people around me remind me that time is running out all the time?

Seeing his own gray hair from the mirror on the case, Gu Jinghan's eyes remained calm.

His face wasn't old, but his hair was gray, and his breath began to weaken like a dying person, making him look old.Otherwise, just looking at his appearance, no one would think that he is very old.

But he was really old and dying.

"It's not bad to steal half a day's leisure." Gu Jinghan said.

The old doctor also knew that he should not interfere too much in other people's family affairs, and he was open to these matters, so he wrote a nourishing prescription in the intention of taking care of Jinghan.

After grabbing the medicine and returning, Gu Jinghan began to decoct the medicine.

A reclining chair was placed under the porch outside the kitchen. Gu Jinghan was decocting medicine in the kitchen, and Rong Fei sat on the reclining chair, sipping warm tea with his legs crossed like an old man as before.

Unable to see the splendor of the colorful world anymore, Young Master Rong began to recall the splendor of his past, from going up mountains and down rivers to dig out bird nests when he was a child, to running horses and fighting cocks and fighting in gangs when he grew up.

While recalling, he shared it with Gu Jinghan, speaking vividly and in high spirits.

Occasionally, when his throat was dry, Gu Jinghan would come over and hand him a cup of tea at the right time.

The medicinal smell wafted out from the half-opened thick cloth curtain, and Rong Fei wrung a wet veil over his nose.

"What kind of medicine is this? Why does it smell so bad?" Rong Fei picked up the medicine bowl and sniffed it, feeling like he was going to finish it, "It smells sour, like sour socks that haven't been washed in months... You try it."

Young Master Rong complained, took a sip into his mouth, and then blocked Gu Jinghan's mouth with the remaining smell of medicinal soup.

But the eyes couldn't see, so Master Rong deflected a forced kiss and landed on Gu Jinghan's face.

Pinching Young Master Rong's chin with his fingers and lifting it up, Gu Jinghan lowered his eyes and asked, "Is it bitter?"

Rong Fei grabbed Gu Jinghan's wrist: "Give me Tiantian?"

"it is good."

Shouting a mouthful of sweet rice soup, Gu Jinghan kissed into Rong Fei's mouth, washing away all the sour and bitter taste of the medicine, leaving only the sweetness.

Young Master Rong discovered that it is actually beneficial to lose sight.

To say that in the past, Gu Jinghan was naturally indulgent towards him, but it is by no means what it is now, where he is clothed, fed, ate, drank, and chatted with him, and he only went to the latrine to help him with the birds.

Nothing more than obedience and obedience.

But the more this happened, the more disturbed Rong Fei became.

It was as if something was bumping into him all the time, bumping into him again and again, causing him to toss and turn, panicked, but there was no trace to be found, and he didn't know where it came from.

But his apprehension didn't last long.

Two days later, it was Gu Jinghan's birthday.

Early the day before, Gu Jinghan took Rong Fei up the mountain, brought enough things, and lived in the small hot spring courtyard.

At this time, the weather is still sunny and windy, a rare good time in winter.But when the sky turned, it was full of eloquence, and there was a little snow.

In the middle of the night, Gu Jinghan heard the creaking sound of branches being broken, and woke up.

Rong Fei beside him arched his head, and said vaguely: "Is it snowing?"

"Well," Gu Jinghan glanced at the window, pulled the quilt, "Cover it up. Come to me, don't go out."

Rong Fei shrank down in a daze, but his hands didn't move, still protecting Gu Jinghan's half of shoulders exposed outside the quilt, "Tomorrow is your birthday... what do you eat?"

Gu Jinghan closed his eyes and said softly after a long time: "Longevity noodles."

The snow is falling, and the sky is cold and clear.

A light snow stopped and fell for half the night, until the next day, the sky was bright, and the mountains and plains were covered in white. As soon as the doors and windows were opened, there was cold air blowing in the face, and the eyes were covered with snow, and the mountains were vast and vast.

Gu Jinghan got up early, and Rong Fei didn't stay in bed today, took out his crutches, and took a porcelain bowl to the hot spring to boil eggs for Gu Jinghan.

The white and tender egg whites are peeled off, and the yolks are still orange in color.Two people, one for each, started to knead the noodles and cook the noodles after eating.

I don’t know where the custom is to eat noodles and boiled eggs on birthdays, but gradually many people do this.Many old people believe in this, eat safe and long life, and live happily all their lives, which is a blessing.

In the past, Young Master Rong didn't care about this, and he didn't like to eat boiled eggs, but whatever was good to Gu Jinghan, even if it was just an illusory wish, he would treat it as a serious matter.

Master Rong is not good at pulling noodles, but he kneads the noodles with strong hands.

Gu Jinghan boiled a small pot of syrup at the side, cleaned up the hawthorns, and put a dozen strings of candied haws on Master Rong, which was overflowing with sweetness.

"The hawthorn you bought yesterday? Don't keep them for the New Year? These few bunches are not enough for me for two days..." Young Master Rong said after smelling the smell.

"You don't have time to eat these two days." Gu Jinghan said flatly.

Put the candied gourds on the rack to dry, then turned around, and saw that Young Master Rong's whole body was black and white, full of flour, and he was like a doughnut.

But Rong Fei himself didn't know it at all, and he raised his sharp eyebrows and eyes provocatively with that face that fell off powder: "I want to be unable to eat for seven or eight days, can you satisfy me, ma'am?"

Gu Jinghan couldn't help laughing out loud, walked up to him, and rubbed the flour on Rong Fei.

Rong Fei was choked by the flour, and only then did he guess a little about his current image, looking at Gu Jinghan with empty eyes, feeling a little regretful in his heart, because he couldn't see the smile that bloomed like a spring flower if he was blind.

Longevity noodles are easy to make and will come out soon.

The two of them sat on the porch with the same blanket covering their legs, watching the falling snow and the mist from the hot spring, and ate a bowl of hot noodles.

Maybe it will snow heavily tomorrow, so the two of them took advantage of the light snow today and hurried down to the pond.

The plum shadows are slanting horizontally, dotted with red dots among the misty water mist.

The snowflakes are falling and falling, held up by the hot water vapor, gradually falling and melting, and finally turning into cool water droplets, rolling into the warm soup pool.

The pebbles were swept clean, only a thin layer of residual snow, and Rong Fei was half lying on top of it, the end of his eyes was full of wet redness.

Breathing intertwined, getting hotter and hotter.

Rong Fei pressed against Gu Jinghan's lips, and said in a hoarse voice: "Baby, can you speak dirty words... Tell me a little bit? Otherwise, just call me..."

The last two words are sticky with damp water vapor, low to the ear and indistinct.

Gu Jinghan heard it clearly.

He strangled Rong Fei's waist and said the last sentence: "I won't stop when it hurts."

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The author has something to say: Gu Jinghan: This pork is a bit vegetarian.